"How does it look?" Taehyung asks.

"Honestly, it looks chaotic." Namjoon blurts out, he regrets as soon as he said it, but Taehyung looks satisfied. "Well, that's what I was going for," he says, grabbing another can of paint.

Namjoon chuckles, and suddenly flashlights fall on to them.

"YAH! THE FUCKING VANDALISER!" someone shouts at them. Namjoon taps Taehyung's shoulder. 

Both of them look at each other and smirk, eyebrows moving.

Taehyung grabs his spray paint and puts them in his bag and they run.

They keep running and now few people are following them. They are not scared, the adrenaline rushing through their veins is keeping them excited and thrilled.

"Catch me if you can prick!" Taehyung turns and shouts at them, Namjoon laughs and mockingly signals the cops to catch them.

Both of them start running again. Unfortunately, there was a police car at the end of the road and they were cornered. The police pull their arms behind and slam them onto the police car.

"Sir, you both are caught for vandalizing someone's property, you are asked to co-operate and to remain silent!" The police orders. But the two don't care. They look at each other with admiration and laughter.

This one moment, although they're in trouble. This one moment, of them locking eyes with each other, seems to last forever.

And they wish it did.


Somehow, they were able to bail out, the person agreed to settle for a lesser price and they apologized "sincerely" and they came out of the police station.

"Hyung," Taehyung calls out. Namjoon looks back and raises his eyebrows. Taehyung starts to fiddle with his bag, "Can I-um, can I crash at your place?" he asks meekly.

Namjoon knows Taehyung well enough, Namjoon sighs dramatically, "Well then, I think I have to postpone the mayor's meeting tonight," he clicks his tongue and looks at Taehyung.

Taehyung gives his precious box smile and skips forward, whispering, 'yay' and 'awesome' under his breath. Namjoon looks at the back of Taehyung's neck and his smile drops.

Bruises.

His father is still at it. Taehyung's father still abuses him. Taehyung never talked about his family or his dad. And whenever Namjoon tried to bring it up, the latter would just remain silent for a few seconds and then just smile at him telling him not to worry or it's not a big deal. Well, it is a big deal in Namjoon's eyes. 

Namjoon silently follows Taehyung, he looks up at the sky, and wishes on every star that Taehyung should get a better life.

Soon they reach Namjoon's container home and Taehyung stretches his arms, drops his bag next to the door. He deeply yawns and falls onto the bed. Namjoon chuckles quietly and he switches on the bed light and sits next to him.

Namjoon grabs his book, and starts reading in the dim light. Taehyung rolls to his side, rests his head on Namjoon's leg. He dazedly takes Namjoon's hand and places it on his head. Namjoon immediately understands and starts stroking his hair.

"You know?" Taehyung speaks up, resting his head on Namjoon's thigh. Namjoon hums in response. Taehyung takes a deep breath.

"How...how I like someone from high school and never told anyone?"

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